#Chapter106

She headed to the reception desk with Alastair walking right behind her, and asked to see the manager. The young woman made a call and looked at MJ. "He says he is busy." MJ's eyes darkened, and the receptionist squirmed under her gaze; she did not know what it was about this woman that made her feel so small.

"Do you know who I am?" MJ asked sternly, her voice sliding through the young woman's skin.

"I'm sorry, Mam, you will have to wait." The woman stammered. MJ narrowed her eyes at her, her jaw tightening.

Alastair sighed and stepped forward before this escalated. "Tell him that Miss MJ...